A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
EMILY BRONTEHow strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
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May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
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Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes.
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You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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Nay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,” he answered; “and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.
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A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
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